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Farewell Shanty

It is time to go now, haul away your anchor.
Haul away your anchor. It’s our sailing time.
Get some sails upon her, haul away your halyards.
Haul away your halyards. It’s our sailing time.

Get her on her course there, haul away your foresheets.
Haul away your foresheets. It’s our sailing time.
Waves are surging under, haul away down channel.
Haul away down channel, on the ev’ning tide.

When my days are over, haul away to heaven.
Haul away to heaven, Lord be by my side.
Mmmmmmmmmm …..It’s our sailing time.

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